My anxiety is still present but I feel kind of floaty and happy and dreamy today. (No, it’s not drugs.) It seems like earlier in the day I had a lot more to say. Works ruins everything. I mean, maybe not… I have to make a living somehow. LOL.
Five days a week, I do yoga as part of my workout routine and tonight it made me feel SUPER emotional. I just read that is quite normal. Who would have thought? I am not sad, but I kind of want to cry.
A few posts ago, I expressed a few anxieties I had about Sir’s motives regarding the workout routine I currently have. Those anxieties have pretty much disappeared now. Part of my submission is trust. I need to trust him.
I found the below and it resonated with me. If he thinks I am beautiful, then I am.